The Locker Room

The Locker Room

By FootgirlXX@aol.com

For the past five years I have been a P.E. instructor at Jefferson High School. I enjoy my job for the most part, though it has proven rather boring at points. This last week something incredible happened that has changed my view of the opportunities of this fine job. To explain this incident I must first explain two students. William, 15 and Becky 15. They are both in my coed weights and jogging class. As far as I know, both of them have been dating since junior high and it is nearly impossible to keep them apart. Normally I attempt to ignore this but by the end of the semester I found they were spending more time kissing behind the bleachers than participating in class. I called both of them into my office which sits between both the girls and the boys locker rooms. I explained that they would both receive a failing grade for the quarter and that I expected better from them on the second half. William was outspoken as usual and attempted to argue. Becky remained silent, though she scowled enough for both of them. They stayed apart as they were told for the rest of the week. Then came Christmas vacation. About three days into it, the tires on my Jeep were flattened. A day later the front window on my house was broken by a rock and my sprinkler system was uprooted. All in all it cost me well over $2000 to fix everything. The night before school returned to session I heard a noise outside my bedroom window. I looked out to see both William and Becky slinking through my backyard. The moon was full and I had a perfect view of them. I quickly grabbed my camcorder and started to tape them. They crossed my yard to the garage and pulled out two cans of spray paint. With the light over my garage door they were as plain as day. They then proceeded to write "Dyke" and "Lesbo Bitch" on my garage door. After they were done they creeped back into the yard and were once again swallowed by the night. The following day at school I brooded on what to do. I could easily turn the tape into the police, but they would only get blamed for the painting when I knew they had committed all the other crimes. I just couldn't prove it. The only alternative was revenge. So ... revenge it would have to be. For the next week I ran my students raged on the track. When Friday came I instructed my students to continue running while I attended to school business. After returning to my office I made sure my VCR was ready to play and I had William and Becky paged. When they arrived they were both very sweaty and tired. They also had the obvious look of guilt and fear contorting their faces. They knew they'd been caught. I'd arranged two chairs facing the TV. "Sit." I commanded and pointed at the chairs. "What's this about..." Willie started to say. "I said ... SIT!!!" They both plopped down into the chairs and I hit play on the VCR. The footage of their nightly painting began to roll. They both watched in silence until the end of the tape. I turned off the VCR and TV and stood before them. Neither of them could meet my gaze. I then lied and told them that I had all of the felonious deeds they'd committed on tape and that I was considering turning it into the police. I also told them how much juvenile hall time they would have to serve. Once they were both satisfactorily terrified I struck. "I'll pretend this whole thing didn't happen on the condition that you do exactly as I say for the rest of the year." "Whatever Miss Kurwitz! My dad will kill me if I get busted! We'll clean the locker rooms and organize the sport equipment ... whatever you want!" "I have something different in mind. Now let's get something clear from the beginning. If I tell you to do something it gets done. No questions or back talk or the deal is off. The tapes go to the police and both of you go to jail! Understood? Do I make myself clear?" They both nodded. I crossed the small cubicle of an office that was made more crapped by the TV and stand. I closed and locked the door leading into the girls and boys locker rooms. "Now, William, take off my shoes." He dropped to his knees and began to untie my high tops. What he was unaware of ... is that I had worn the same pair of socks for the whole week. I had taught multiple jogging classes in those filthy socks for five days straight. When he finished untying them I made him stop for a moment. "Becky, I want you on your knees next to your boyfriend here." She complied. "OK, Willie, remove my shoes." He took a shoe in both hands and slipped them off in one fluid motion. It was like an explosion of smell! The almost gagging aroma of my reeking feet filled the room and struck both Willie and Becky, who were only inches away from them, like a thunderbolt. The both gasped and tried to cover their noses. "NO!" I commanded. "Take your hands away from your faces and close your mouths. Becky, take off my socks." Becky, with her nose wrinkled in disgust, reached down to pull off my socks. "With your teeth," I cooed. She looked at me with disbelief, but then lowered her face to my toes. "But first I want to hear you sniff!" Becky then began a series of shuddering sniffing sounds as she breathed in the powerful smell of my stinky feet and socks. While she was doing this I ordered Willie to pick up one of my running shoes and hold it to his nose. After making him smell it, I finally allowed Becky to remove my socks with her teeth. With a look of ultimate disgust she completed the task. "Now, both of you lay on your backs with your heads closest to me. You are going to smell some feet!" This lasted for about twenty minutes. I smothered both of them under my reeking soles. I made them clean my toe jam with their tongues, chew it and then swallow. The whole while I taunted them... "You like my stinky feet don't you? It makes you hard doesn't it Willie. And I know it makes your pussy drip, Becky. I bet you'd love to smell my ass too, little girl." With that her eyes got very big. "Both of you ... up!" They both stood on shaky legs. The entire room was gorged with the stink of my feet. "I want both of you to remove your clothing." They were slow to comply, but eventually they stood before me wearing only their skin. Now the smells of their sweaty bodies began to mingle with mine. The room was beginning to intoxicate me. My initial plan began to grow to unusual proportions as I stared at their sexy young forms. I then stood and removed my clothing as well. Becky hurriedly looked away, but Williams eyes devoured every inch of me. "Come here William! Down on your knees for Miss Kurwitz!" He kneeled before me. I swung a leg over his shoulder which brought my sopping pussy rubbing against his nose. "Rebecca! Look at me!" She slowly turned her head and saw were her boyfriend was. Her face twisted with outrage, but not a sound emerged. "I want you to look into my eyes and don't look away." She did begrudgingly "Now lick William!" Becky's eyes widened at my command. Without hesitation his tongue began to flicker and explore the folds of my dripping pussy. I gave Becky a smirk as her boyfriend gave me head. I allowed this for a number of minutes. "Come here, Becky." She took three steps and stood before me. Her face came to breast level which was just perfect. I grabbed my ample right breast in my hand and offered it to her. "Suck my nipple," I hissed. She glared at me and took my breast roughly in both hands and began to suck. She nibbled and bit and licked like an expert. She treated my nipple like a miniature cock. "Have you been fucked before, Rebecca?" She just kept sucking. "Answer me! Have you had your little pussy fucked yet? Are you still a virgin? And don't lie, I have ways of finding out." "Yes, Miss Kurwitz." "Yes what, Rebecca?" "Yes, I've had sex," she whispered. "That's not what I asked." She bit her lip pensively... "Yes, my little pussy has been fucked, Miss Kurwitz." "Good, then we can move to the next part of my plan." I looked down and saw that Willie's cock was rock hard and throbbing to the rhythm of his heart beat. "You're having too much fun down there, William. Time for a change of scenery. Get up." I then led them both to my desk and bent them over it side by side. I opened my desk and pulled out a plastic ear of corn from the schools Thanksgiving office basket display. I began to tap each of them on the butt with it as I spoke. "Class is almost over children and we are running out of time. We have a few precious moments for a little bit more game playing. I hope you both know your times tables because it's test time. The first to guess wrong .... well...lets just say they get a treat from behind." And with that I spanked them both with the corn. Once a piece. And then it began. I would ask ... they would answer. William was the first to answer wrong. I spanked his ass with my hand and he yelped. Just then the bell rang and the students began to pour into the locker rooms on either side of us. The doors were shut and the curtains drawn, so none were the wiser. I tossed a smelly sock to William. "You might need this kiddo, unless you want your buddies to hear you scream!" I spread his ass checks with my thumb and index finger and spit a stream of saliva between them. The spit ran down over his asshole. I used the corn to rub it in and lubricate the entire area. Then without preamble I shoved it half way up his ass! His gasp was muffled by the sock, but was still quit audible. It was obvious that the other students heard it for they all quieted down for a second or two. I just left the plastic makeshift dildo hanging half out of his ass. I began to tap it with my fingers. At this point Becky turned around. Strangely enough she hadn't figured out what was going on. Her eyes locked in shock on the corn-dildo poking out of her boyfriend's ass. I grabbed hold of it, sent another stream of spit onto his asshole and began to pump. It was as if Becky was hypnotized by the movement. Her eyes stayed fixed on the corn as I fucked his ass with it. I watched her face in genuine interested. Her cheeks began to flush and her tongue kept darting out and wetting her lips. After a few minutes I could tell she was actually aroused. "You're a little slut, aren't you?" She tore her eyes away from the spectacle to look at me in shock. "You're a nasty little bitch aren't you?" I teased. "I know your kind! You can't get fucked enough. You liked smelling my feet and you liked watching Willie eat me. And I know you liked licking my tit." She continued to stare at me in utter speechlessness. "And you totally like watching your boyfriend here get his ass fucked, don't you?" Her eyes inadvertently strayed hungrily back to were I was still fucking him. "Be my chair," I said. She looked at me with utter confusion. "Now. Get up." I continued to pump Willie's ass. I looked over his shoulder to see his nose buried in my sock and his eyes literally rolled up into his head. I nodded to my ergonomic desk chair. Becky started to sit in it. "No. One lower." She moved until she sat on the lower rung of the chair. "Now, lean back," I said. Her head rested against the seat ... and as I maneuvered my ass I could see recognition dawning on her face. "Remember what I said about my ass?" She started to speak but was cut short as I plopped down onto her waiting face. I wiggled until my cheeks were spread and her nose was buried in my asshole. I flexed my ass ... puckering and unpuckering my asshole around her nose. "I want to hear you sniffing down there, Rebecca." I looked back at my task of Willie's ass to see him staring back at us. I also noticed his cock was rock hard again in spite of ... or as a result of ... his ass fucking. For a second I was pleased and then I remembered what they had cost me! Even though I was pleased as hell to hear Becky smelling away at me asshole, I stood and heard her gasp a breath of air. "Come here, slut." I grabbed her by her arm and hauled her to her feet. She looked very dizzy and unstable. I pulled her towards the other end of the office and backed her against the door. I then clicked off the office lights and slipped my fingers inside her dripping pussy. She was so wet I easily slide three fingers in effortlessly. I manipulated her clit with my thumb as I whispered into her ear. I told her about all of the naked bodies surrounding us on all sides. How only thin walls separated us from long, hard cocks and silky pussies. She panted in my ear as I masturbated her and worked her into a frenzy. The mingled smells, embedded in her face, of both my ass and feet where making me wet beyond belief! "You're a toy, Rebecca. You're nothing but a little sex toy. A cheap little slut that can't get fucked enough. Well, we'll see won't we. Can you do as you are told? Can you do as Miss Kurwitz commands?" I whispered a few more words of importance. And before she could react, I turned the knob on the door and she plunged out of the darkened office and into the boy's locker room. I quickly shut and locked the door. I heard startled exclamations and a bit of laughter. Then I could hear Becky begin to speak. It was too quite to hear, but she was the only girl in the room and easily identified. I heard a bit of scuffling. I reached in the darkness until I found William. He was a few feet away and I pulled him towards me. "What's going..." I silenced him with my hand. "Listen..." I breathed in his ear. And then we could hear it. Slap, slap, slap I pulled him towards the window and parted one of the blinds. Then we both feasted our eyes on Rebecca's face only inches from the glass. She was rocking forward and back ... moaning and panting with her delicate breath slightly fogging the glass. Behind her stood Kenny Hillman, pumping away at her young pussy. And behind him stood six more eager studs with cocks in hand staring past those in front to get a look at the bouncing ass of Becky Robins as an eight inch cock plowed her juicy cunt. William started to fight, but a few specific words about the cops put him in line. By this time Kenny had blown his wad on Becky's ass and Brian Swan and stepped up to bat. He sunk himself balls deep and reached around to fondle her free swinging breast as he began his turn. Becky wore the slightest of smiles as she reached down to rub her clit with abandon. I reinserted the corn cob in Willie's ass, pressing the nub against my clit, and began to use my body to hump his ass. He placed his hands against the glass as we continued to play the unseen voyeurs. I reached around and took his cock in hand and began to rub I matched the rhythm of my thrusts on his cock and before long he was hard as before if not harder. Another load splattered Becky's glowing ass cheeks and another plunging prick took its place. She withstood the whole line ... I counted at least four orgasms. The boys filed from the room in a sort of trace and she approached the door. I reached over and unlocked it. The first thing she noticed was the erect penis of her boyfriend in my hand moving fast enough to blur. His whole body shock with sexual tension. She then notice the parted blinds and realized he had seen the whole thing. Her eyes began to tear ... but I cut that short. "No time for tears, hon ... He's going to cum and you're going to take his load. On your knees." She dropped subserviently with an almost angelic look of expectancy on her face. She positioned herself beneath his looming cock and waited with bated breath. A hand crept into her crotch and she began to touch herself again. This girl was more inexhaustible than I'd thought. "Oooohhhhh FUCK!!!" he yelled. His cock exploded ... covering her face with rope upon rope of semen. She writhed beneath it all in ecstasy ... opening and closing her mouth ... licking her lips ... taking it all. Finally, I began to pant and without warning, I too was shaking with the ravages of an immense climax. Without thought, I knelt down and began to help Becky suck the last spurts from Willie's softening cock. We then kissed deep, sharing his semen between our mouths for a blissful eternity. After dressing and showering in the locker rooms I drove them both home. As I dropped each of them off I reminded them of our pack. We still had the rest of the year...and this was only the beginning.
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DAVIE IN MY CLOSET

DAVIE IN MY CLOSET
By FootgirlXX

Lets just say that I come home from a workout and find that my front door is

unlocked.  I search through my apartment to make sure nothing is missing and

I hear a rustling coming from my bedroom closet.  I open the door to find the

neighbor's 10 year old boy.  He looks up in surprise and drops one of my 
smelly workout tennies. 
 "What are you doing in my house, Davie!!?"
 He stammers trying to think up an excuse.
 "You're smelling my stinky shoes, aren't you!!!"
 I reach into the closet and pull him out.  I slam both the closet and 
the bedroom door.  I turn back to see him cowering at the foot of my bed.  
Tears are beginning to well up in his eyes.  
 "What do you think you're mommy would say if I told her what you were 
doing?  You took the spare key I gave her out of her purse didn't you?  
You're a very bad little boy, Davie!  Very bad indeed ... and you need to be

punished!  Are you listening to me!!!"
 His head snaps up in attention.
 "First things first.  You run your little butt next door to your 
house and fetch something for me.  Go into your mommy's room and bring me a 
pair of her smelly gym socks.  And don't try to tell me you don't know where

she'd keep them.  And don't even think about not coming back.  You know I'll

tell your parents.  NOW!  RUN!"
 I reach behind myself and open the bedroom door.  Davie bolts out of 
my apartment.  While he's gone I pull out a few things that I'll need when he

returns.
 I hear my front door open and close again.
 "Lock it!," I shout.  I hear the bolt slide into place.
 "Now get your ass in hear!"
 Davie's head peers around the corner into my bedroom.
 "Well,?" I demand.
 "I found 'em," he mumbles.
 "Did I say you could talk!  Children are to be seen and not heard, 
Davie.  Bring them hear."
 I sit down at the foot of the bed.  He hands the socks to me and 
takes a step back.  I hold them under my nose and sniff.  A powerful, vinegar

like aroma fills my nostrils.  They'll do just fine, I think to myself.
 "Come hear, Davie."
 He cautiously walks over to me.  Since I'm sitting on the bed, we are 
at the same eye level.  I hold up the socks between us.
 "I want you to get down on your knees and smell your mommy's stinky, 
filthy gym socks!"
 "Uh-uh,"he says and takes a step back.
 "Why not, you were smelling my shoes a few minutes ago?"
 "They're my mom's," he says. as if his point was obvious.
 "Don't make me make you smell them!"
 He starts to back away from me.  That's it I decide ... It's on!  I 
grab him and easily wrestle him to the floor.  I sit on his chest and pin his

arms beneath my legs.  With my left hand I cover his mouth and with the right

I jam the stinky socks over his nose.  He begins to buck and thrash beneath 
me, but he's too small to do anything.  I just sit there and watch as he is 
forced to discover the smell of his own mother's smelly, stinky, vinegary 
feet.  
 After about 10 minutes or so I get up.  He's obviously exhausted from 
his attempts at escape and just lays motionless.  
 "Now ... lets get some things straight.  You need to be punished and 
you're going to do exactly as I say.  If you don't ... you'll have to smell 
these again ... and then I'll tell your parents.  Understood?"
 He nods weakly.
 "All right then.  Up.  Take off those clothes."
 He looks about to protest, but decides against it.  He removes his 
shirt, pants, underwear and shoes.  His naked little body appears very 
vulnerable.  I motion him to sit on the bed and he complies.  I begin to 
strip off my gym clothes.  The various smells of my unwashed body begin to 
fill the room.  The musky scent of my pussy and the bittersweet aroma of my 
ass are the first to be revealed.  And them comes the grand finale ... my 
smelly little size 6s.  I wiggle my toes and release more of the scent to 
permeate the confines of my room.
 I look over to see his eyes hungrily devouring every inch of me.  
 "Lay down on your back and close your eyes."
 As he does so, I pull out a roll of tape and seal his mouth shut.  
His eyes pop open in panic.  He sees the stern look on my face and closes 
them again.  I climb up onto the bed and straddle his little head.  I reach 
back with both hands and spread my ass checks.  I lower myself down till my 
puckered asshole is almost touching his nose.
 "Now ... I want to hear you sniff!"
 From beneath me I can hear Davie sniffing through his nose.  I can 
even smell my ass.  I can't image how strong it must be down there.
 "Louder!' I command.
 His sniffing become louder and more exaggerated.
 "Not good enough, Davie!" and with that, I plop down onto his
face.  
His nose slips into my asshole as I release my grip on my ass checks.  My 
checks slap onto either side of his face completely sealing him within my 
ass.  I begin to grid with my hips, pushing his nose deeper still up my ass. 

His legs begin to kick and his body bucks as he's smothered in my ass.  
 I finally sit up and give him a bit of air, though my asshole is 
still only centimeters away.  Then I plop back down and continue to grind on

his little face.  At this point my pussy begins to get wetter and wetter.  
I'm going to need some release soon.
 I climb off his face and grab two pairs of handcuffs from my night 
stand.  Due to his size, his arms barley can reach in order for me to cuff 
him to the bed-frame.  Thus he's totally stretched out and unable to move an

inch.  I grab both ankles in one hand and push his knees to his chest.  I sit

with my legs spread so his hips are between my thighs and I'm sitting up 
facing him.  
 "Now for the next part of your punishment."
 I take both of my feet and plaster them over his nose.  I know they 
must really reek.  I rub my sweaty feet all over his face, forcing him to 
smell.  Since I'm holding his ankle his feet are right in front of my face. 

I lean forward a little and take an experimental sniff.  Mmmmm, they actually

smell pretty good.  Of course that really gets me going.  I wet my pinkie 
finger and slip it in his ass, knuckle deep.  His eyes pop open again in 
shock.  As I wiggle my finger in his ass, he begins to grow erect in spite of

himself. 
 With my finger and thumb, I start to rub his little penis while I 
wiggle my finger in his ass and force him to smell my feet.  Little Davie is

totally and completely in my power.  Now I'm so turned on I can barley take 
it.
 "OK Davie, now for the final part."
 I uncuff his hands and peel the tape off his mouth.  As I'm near his 
face I notice the mixture of scents.  The smell of both my ass and feet are 
embedded in his rosy checks.  I once again hold him down and begin to sniff 
his face.  I become so turned on that I straddle him and begin to grind my 
sopping pussy on his little naked body.  Quite by accident his prepubescent 
penis slips inside me.  At first I'm shocked, yet filled with such sexual 
abandon I begin to ride him as I partake of the mingle stinks on his face.  I

even reach back and stuff his balls inside my pussy with the rest of his 
penis.
 After five minutes I again release him and lay back onto the bed.  I 
grab the pair of his mother's gym socks and pull my knees up to my chest.  
 "Now Davie, you are going to fuck me with your fingers and hands 
while I smell your Mommy's stinky socks.  Now get to work!"
 I relax my pussy as his whole hand slides inside.  I crush the smelly 
socks to my face and begin to smell.  I place both feet over his face.  I 
don't rub them this time ... I only place them there forcing him to smell my

soles as he fist fucks me.
 "Don't forget my ass," I remind him.  I then feel fingers creeping
in 
there as well.  With the juice from my pussy dripping down to my ass, he has

no problem sliding a fist in there as well.  Then little Davie begins to pump

his arms like pistons into my ass and pussy as I take breath after breath of

his mother's stinky foot smell.  
 And then it hits me ... one giant, explosive orgasm.


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